PS: Sorry, sorry, it's too late!!

Soon, the verbal quarrel turned into physical movements. I thought that a few gangsters were angry when they saw that they didn't know where to pull out a baseball bat and began to smash the stall. Several tables and chairs that no one sat on were smashed to pieces. The guests on three of the tables and chairs ran away in fright and didn't even give them money.

"Lin Yang, let's go, the fight is going to start here!" Li Kexin said anxiously.

"Haha, don't worry, how can you miss such a good show?" Lin Yang picked up food and ate it, regardless of Li Kexin's anxious and uneasy expression.

"Bang!"

With a shock, the seat next to Lin Yang was suddenly smashed, which scared Li Kexin immediately screamed and stood up. The gangster holding a baseball bat sternly said: "The person is a foodie, and he's still fucking you out quickly and stay here to find a slap!"

Lin Yang pulled Li Kexin to sit down again, and then said to the gangster lightly: "We eat ours, you beat yours, the water of the well will not interfere with the river! Also, don't affect our appetite, I can't eat when I see you!"

The gangster was stunned. It was probably the first time he met such a dumb guy. He was furious and was about to give some color to see when suddenly a scream came from behind him. He turned around and saw the honest vendor kicking his accomplice down.

The gangster was furious and turned his back. He left Lin Yang and rushed towards the vendor. He waved the baseball bat in his hand and smashed it hard at the vendor's head. If it hits this time, the vendor will have to stay in the courtyard for several months if he doesn't die.

Li Kexin couldn't help but scream while covering her eyes, while Lin Yang slowly drank soda and watched the stick smash down with interest.

"Bang!"

The ending was not beyond Lin Yang's expectations. The vendor grabbed the gangster's arm at the critical moment and could not be smashed. Moreover, as the vendor's hand strength increased, the gangster immediately screamed in pain.

Then the vendor shook his big hand and threw the screaming gangster out, knocking it on a table, with four legs facing the sky.

"Get out of here, I won't pay the money. If you have the ability, go and call someone again!" The vendor said with a cold face. He was very angry. He had taught them twice a lesson. Unexpectedly, he still dared to make trouble today, which would make his own business impossible.

"What are you waiting for? Take a look and beat me to death!" The gangster shouted sternly on the ground without caring about the pain.

The other four gangsters pulled out daggers from their waists and waved their way to siege the vendors.

The vendor silently said that he suddenly went up and kicked a heavy foot at a gangster closest to him. The force of the foot was slightly above the side and hit the man's chest. The gangster was kicked more than one meter high by this kick. He flew out about three meters in the air and then landed on the ground. Two more came and rolled over and didn't move.

The vendor was obviously angry. The ordinary person couldn't kick out the strength of this kick. Lin Yang was surprised. It seemed that this Shaolin player had improved a lot since the last black boxing match. Could it be that he was given red energy by himself?

Sometimes, quantity is so fragile in the face of quality!

In one minute, all the remaining three gangsters holding daggers lay on the ground and couldn't move, but Lin Yang saw that the vendor seemed to be merciless, but there was no fracture or the like.

The gangster in the lead holding a baseball bat was so scared that he was deserted. When he saw the vendor walking towards him, he trembled: "You, how did you hit someone?"

"I said, I don't need your protection, so I won't pay you protection fee!" The vendor said to the gangster leader with a serious look on his face. The gangster leader nodded quickly, cried like a chicken pecking at rice, "We will never charge you protection fee again!"

"You go!" The vendor waved his hand, a trace of loneliness flashed across his face, and silently packed up the broken tables and chairs. When he saw Lin Yang, who was sitting firmly on Mount Tai, a look of surprise shot out in his eyes and came over and said, "I'm so embarrassed that I'm scared you!"

Li Kexin looked at the unpretentious vendor in surprise, her mouth wide open. How could this person be so capable of fighting?

Lin Yang waved his hand and smiled, "You are kind to me. People like them should be taught a lesson if they bully the weak. If you don't take action just now, I will be unable to help but take action!"

"You have practiced it too?" the vendor said in surprise.

Lin Yang took out the car key and handed it to Li Kexin, and said, "Kexin, go back to the car and wait for me first. I will say a few words to this brother and come soon!"

Although Li Kexin wanted to know what Lin Yang was going to say, she was very good at giving face to men. After taking the key, she said sweetly, "Hurry up", and walked towards the car.

At this time, Lin Yang took out a business card and handed it to the vendor: "My name is Lin Yang, I have seen you!"

The vendor took the business card in confusion. When he heard Lin Yang's words, he was surprised: "Have you seen me?" He was immediately excited, "You are also a disciple of Shaolin? My name is Yang Yitai!"

Lin Yang smiled and shook his head: "I have seen you play boxing games before, why don't you play? Come here to set up a stall?"

A hint of disappointment flashed in Yang Yitai's eyes and said, "I just needed money to treat my mother's illness because I was in urgent need of money. Now that my mother has gone, I naturally won't go to such boxing matches. Maybe I will die on the field at any time, and it's safer to set up a stall!"

"Is it safe?" Lin Yang smiled.

Yang Yitai glanced at the gangsters on the ground and said disdainfully: "Just rely on them, I can beat them twenty!"

Lin Yang shook his head: "I dare to bet with you that they won't come tomorrow!"

"Of course they dare not come. This is the third time they have been beaten by me!" Yang Yitai said with a smile.

"They won't come, but the next day the urban management will come and confiscate your things. Do you think they can rely on these five people on the street? Do you dare to collect protection fees without any background?" Lin Yang said.

"How about the urban management? They dare to accept my things for no reason, so I will fight with them!" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Yang Yitai's eyes, and Lin Yang was happy to see him. How could a martial arts practitioner have no blood!

"Are you alone now?" Lin Yang asked.

"My mother passed away a month ago. Where can I have relatives in this world?" Yang Yitai was a little sad.

"How about following me?" Lin Yang said.

"Are you a gangster?" Yang Yitai asked.

Lin Yang shook his head: "Do you think I look like a gangster? It's just that there is a bar under its jurisdiction, which is not very staffed. You are good at work and work as a security chief. How about it?"

"Annual salary, 100,000? Every year?" Yang Yitai was really moved. He had never seen ten thousand in cash in his life.

Lin Yang nodded: "If you do well this year, your annual salary will be 150,000 yuan the next year!"

"Okay, I'll do it with you for 100,000 yuan. I won't make so much money if I don't eat or eat for a day!" Yang Yitai was also a cheerful person. He nodded immediately. He felt that he was cowardly in setting up stalls every day.

"Haha, then I'll agree. Now you can find a man named Wang Long according to the address on your business card. Just tell him what I said, and I'll go there right away!" Lin Yang smiled and said, "I'm not worth hiring a master with extraordinary skills for 100,000 yuan. Is it worth it? Only later did he know that in this world of materialism, there are fewer and fewer people who can calm down and practice martial arts. Even in Shaolin Temple, there are not many who are truly capable.

So, after chatting for a while, Lin Yang also learned his origin from him. It turned out that Yang Yitai was a local. When he was 17 years old, he had to fight and crippled. The family spent a lot of money to send him to Shaolin Temple. He thought that he could practice martial arts and cultivate his character. He stayed there for 8 years. When he came back from the mountain this year, his father had passed away for many years and his mother was also ill in bed.
Chapter completed!